3,000 Miles

Chapter 27

My sister had arrived two days ago and it was time for some serious planning to happen. There were so many things left to be decided, and Wesley was being no help at all.

"Wes, get over here and help us! We still have to decide where to have the darn thing" I scolded.

"Ugh it's so boring, I don't wanna." He whined.

"This is your wedding too, now come help." I gave him a grim look, "Or there won't be a wedding." He slowly trudged over to the kitchen table where Kensley and I had an array of magazines scattered about.

"So, we still have to decide the location, the bridesmaid dresses, the groomsmen's attire, The cake...." I trailed off when I saw Wesley laying his head down, obviously not paying attention.

"The music..." When I mentioned this Wesley's head shot up and he was instantly looked giddy.

"Music! I can do that!" He smiled. "I'll call some of my friends." He raced off into a back room and started making phone calls. I hoped for his sake he wasn't booking a heavy metal band.

"What if we had the wedding back home? In the square, you know how beautiful it is there when all the trees drop their flowers." Kensley suggested.

"Ohh yes!" I drawled "And it'd be easy for the family to get to."

If you're unfamiliar with our hometown of Savannah, let me clue you in. Savannah is a friendly little town in South Georgia. The town is basically made up of town squares. each square is filled with breathtaking weeping trees that in the spring, drop pink and green peddles all over the sidewalks. The town sits on the edge of the savannah river, hence the name. Everyone knows everyone in Savannah and it's basically a very rustic, old fashioned town. The streets are lines with markets, selling handmade things. The houses around the square are all lined up into even lines. Most of the houses are painted bright happy colors, but some of the houses are abandoned and falling apart. For this reason, Savannah is said to be the most haunted town in America. Although I've never personally seen one, it seems almost everyone in town has their own ghost encounter story to tell. In the middle of all the squares is the main square, it is completely surrounded but trees, and the sidewalk is almost never visible due to the large amounts of fallen flowers. In the middle of the square stands a beautiful fountain, surrounded by a beautiful white fence, people throw coins into the fountain and make a wish, a favorite thing of mine to Do when I was little. Savannah is like a town right out of a movie, and that's where we grew up.

"That would be a beautiful place to have the wedding, right in the main square, all the beautiful flowers, and trees." I said dreamily.

"Did I hear someone say Savannah?" asked Wesley poking his head into the kitchen.

"Don't you think that'd be a wonderful place to have the wedding? Back home, in the square?" I asked.

"That sounds pretty perfect to me." he grinned "Now if you'll excuse me I've got some more phone calls to make." he hopped back into the lounge area.

"Okay, now that we've got that out of the way, we have to find bridesmaid dresses. What are the wedding colors going to be? Kens asked.

"I was thinking dark purple and coral pink." I said flipping through a magazine.

"Great minds think alike." she smiled.

"So purple dresses with pink accents?"

I nodded. I do have to admit, this endless planning was starting to become a bore and I was ready to get this wedding over with, because honestly, I don't care what color shoes we have on, or how many flowers are going to be on my tables. I just want to marry my bestfriend. I know these things are essential to a wedding, but when I see Wesley standing there at the end of the aisle, none of those things will matter, because he'll be there.

"Anna!" Kensley shouted, waking me from my day dream, "Vows! what about your vows!" She panicked.

"Calm down kens, I've got this."

"Oh good, so you already writes them?" She asked.

"Well, no.. but I will. I promise."

"Your a bit behind, my friend." said Landon waltzing through the kitchen, taking a bite of his apple.

"What do you mean?" I scrunched my eyebrows.

"Wesleys been writing his vows for weeks, said they've gotta be perfect."

Now I fell completely horrible. He had put so much effort into these vows and I have completely forgot to write any. I had been so caught up in the little details I lost track of what this was all about.

"Umm kens, can we Finnish up this stuff tomorrow, there's something I need to work on." I grabbed my pen and my pad. I walked back to the lounge area where Wes was sitting, also with his pad of paper.

"Whatcha doin?" he asked when I plopped down beside him.

"Oh just working on something."

"It wouldn't happen to be your vows, would it?" he asked.

"How did you know that?" I frowned snuggling into his side.

"The wall are only so thick. It's ok, I'm working on mine too."

"Well" I said "I just wanted to be beside you when I wrote them. To give me inspiration, ya know?"

"Yeah it's a good thing you came to cuddle with me, with all that wedding planning, I was about to forget how much I loved you." He joked. We both began to write, safe in each other's embrace.

"Stop trying to peek!" I scolded.

"Sorry!" He frowned. "I just wanna read why you love me so much!"

I reached up and kissed his face.

"Oh, now I remember" He smiled.